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a constant itch will remain on your face
you must eat your own head and spit into space
it crawls in your skin and into your spin
you must dig in your guts and rip out the lines

one with no head he sits by your side
twitching his fingers and rubbing his tights
a pool of blood you're full of blood

Crestfallen voices from the past,
haunting me
She calls me from the land of the dead,
in twisted tongues
The bells I hear are so cold,
and so woeful
Still I start heading for the graves,
beyond the hills

awakening in another realm
in a distant time and place
beyond the known world

shricking voices calling out
to the neverending emptiness

a shining figure is coming out

Eerily howling winds
Hear the wolves cry
Cries of hunger
Cries of hate
The ruler in the forest
Below the red moon
Hiding in shadows
Under the golden forest crown

The final traces of the sun have been eradicated
as the earth has seen the coming
of our black domain
The lands are shrouded by the lunar shine
that now will be perpetual successor
of the radiance of the past
The world turns to black
Our army stands tall

Black Face, White hands, Bloody Tears
White Face, Bloody Hands, Holy Eyes

Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die

I'll Rape Your Thoughtless Mind
I'll Taste Your Bleached White Soul
Bleed, You Foolish Heart

h, thou enlightened lover, come roll with me.
Oh my fiercest lover, come roll with me.

All my life I've searched for thee.
The wonders you hold are pure ecstasy.
The greatest pleasures you give are most divine.
I shall love you 'til the end of time.

Walking in the dark
Not caring where it leads
It begins to rain
Drenched in cold (I madman)
I see a girl
The feeling of alone
I am drawn to her
She is shy and I become alive

Alone and freezing
Another bleak and rainy night
holds you captured here
Pondering and searching for sense
Why he left for the other side

Eyes, now from the past
Burn your mind, so fast

by foreign shores we tread our way
no clue of what's beyond
a lurking threat unknown to man
an ancient force of prey

through time and space we travel on
our curious natures grow
an evil dark and frightening place

Tonight the moon is full in the land beyond the forest. The howling of
Wallachian wolves, a serenade to the dreariest soul.

I'm alone, within the confines of my barren home bereaved, left behind,
grieving for the one, my ashen bride.

A host of ravens hover from majestic winter mountains. Into my ears they
whisper, a sullen song of melancholy.

[Solo - Aphazel]

How deep is your sleep? That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams?
Disrupting the sanity of slumber, the vile and wretched creature from the
astral realm stands right before you. Purple mist slips through window
chovering above your miserable shape. "What turmoil spoils my evening
bliss?" A turmoil savor permeates your nostrils.

Ancient » The Heritage - текст песни
The Heritage

"Obscure forces of the shadows I call you!"
I'm the one who raped the children of Abel
I am the wicked King of the night
And I am the wicked King of the night
And I am ready to face your strength

Reveal to me, let me see, the precious face of yours.
In darkness, where I'm alone, come forth with your wars.

You, forever my lord.
You, forever my lord,
I always deny jesus, son of god.

Creation, never done by god,

From the north, from the south,
and from the east and from the west,
we invoke our ancient gods and goddesses.
Bless our conjuration,
for we have gathered from lands afar.
Enhance our perception,
through these enchanted plants bizarre.
Let us see the ganja kingdoms.

(Her) Nights spent succumbing
to the brilliance of Blackeyes,
feeling the warm embrace of your hand,
memories like salt on a wound,
dominate my new found spirit land.

Seeking wisdom in the darkness hovering helplessly
around our pain crying with absence of real tears,